Predator 2 Novel 8

He spotted a movement and fired into the
darkness, then fired again when the strobing effect of the tunnel lights revealed a huge, mottled shape, indistinct, seemingly composed of alternating bands of light and shadow, moving toward him. He opened up, emptying his weapon at the advancing form, seeing his hits ricocheting with sparks off what appeared to be some sort of bizarre helmet and armor.

"Leona!" he screamed, reaching for another speed-loader. "Get out! Get out!"

Leona scrambled to her feet, shoving away the body of the gang member and wiping his blood away from her eyes.

"Get out!" she shouted at the
other passengers, who were huddling on the floor at the end of the car, terrified out of their wits.

"Get in the next car! Move it!"

Lambert kept firing at the advancing figure,
backing up, moving toward the other end of the car, trying to draw the killer away from his partner and the other passengers. His bullets seemed to be having no effect. He felt the door at the end of the car behind him and he reached around, grabbing for the handle, yanking on it, but it wouldn't open. He pulled with all his might, but the door remained shut, jammed. There was nowhere to go.-pg.158 chpt.6